Little Sons Restaurant.

As soon as the morning passed, the courtyard was much more deserted.

Good wine is naturally more lively than other restaurants, but who makes the contrast between the pomp and circumstance of the morning too stark compared to the present?

Compared to the crowd at the door in the morning......

The first floor, which is now almost full, is less crowded.

The guests were pushing their glasses and changing their glasses, so happy.

But at this time.

Suddenly, a man stumbled in the doorway.

The shopkeeper recognized him for a long time before he finally recognized him.

"Aren't you the first person to come to the queue this morning to snap up Zhenguan's tenth spring......"

"How did you become like this?"

The person who came was Liu Fuhu.

His nose was blue and his face was swollen, the corners of his mouth and eyes were bleeding, and a huge black blue on his eye sockets was eye-catching.

Even his clothes were torn.

This is not like a man who can shell out ten taels of silver to buy wine!

Surprised.

The shopkeeper hurriedly pulled Liu Fuhu to the side and found a place for him to sit and rest.

Liu Fuhu didn't care so much.

He pulled the shopkeeper straight and begged:

"Shopkeeper, can you sell me another bottle of wine?"

"The bottle I bought in the morning was snatched away!"

The shopkeeper was stunned:

"What does it mean to snatch it hard?"

"We only have 10 bottles a day to sell ......"

"There's not much more!"

Liu Fuhu's hand that grabbed his sleeve loosened, and it hung down weakly.

His face was dejected.

"My father's remaining days, I guess it's these two days......"

"I found relatives and friends to spend the night in the West Market on the third watch this morning, and I came to line up on the third watch, so I bought the first bottle of wine......

"Tomorrow, I guess I won't have such good luck."

"It seems that this is a good wine, my father didn't have the life to drink it......"

It's not just a shopkeeper.

Even the guests who were drinking next to them all looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

They could hear that this rich Liu was not selling miserably.

How could anyone have been beaten so badly just to buy a bottle of wine?

After hesitating for a while.

The shopkeeper scratched his head and said:

"Tell me first, who stole your wine?"

Liu Fuhu sighed:

"It's useless to say it......"

"That's the Bolingcui clan!"

"Those evil servants are right, Boling Cui's family, don't say that you are a shopkeeper, even the owner of this restaurant came in person, and he didn't dare to do anything."

"Either way, no matter what."

"It's all fate......"

Bolingtri's?!

The guests in the restaurant were still whispering and hugging.

But when they heard the attacker's coming, they all dared not speak.

If you scold the Boling Cui clan behind your back, someone will hear it and spread it......

I'm afraid I want to be like this poor man.

It's been hacked!

The shopkeeper shook his head and said:

"Although I can't do anything for you......"

"But it can still be done by pulling them into the blacklist of our restaurants."

"Don't worry."

"The owner has said that whether it is inside or outside the store, if you hurt people because of greed for alcohol, or if you have evil deeds, we will not accept them in the future."

"From now on, our restaurant will no longer welcome guests from the Boling Cui family."

"Please be a witness and supervise together!"

The audience was silent.

The guests looked at each other in shock.

This restaurant ......

Could it be that it is really as rumored to be.

Is His Majesty behind it?!

Otherwise, if it is an ordinary rich and noble family or a dignitary, they will not be willing to offend a family like the five surnames and seven wangs no matter what.

The Boling Cui clan is the head of these seven families, all of them are noble!

………………

The messenger who delivered the letter hurried to the camp in the western suburbs.

In the mountains.

Log cabin.

Lu Heng was drinking tea in it.

This is the roasted tea he recently made himself, which is different from the ones outside with green onions, ginger and garlic.

Those, it's just heresy!

Outside, the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps could be heard.

Immediately afterward, the messenger walked in with Cheng Yanjin.

Cheng Yanjin beckoned to him:

"The letter from Chang'an City, from your restaurant."

"It's important to say it's important."

"Don't be so leisurely, take a look!"

Restaurants?

Lu Heng sat up straight, took the letter and looked at it.

This letter was written by Li Chengqian himself.

Recently, Lu Heng couldn't go to the city, and Li Chengqian and Li Mingyu have been taking care of the restaurant personally.

Half a day.

After reading the letter, Lu Heng sneered.

"This is the consistent virtue of the five surnames and seven hopes."

"If someone else refuses to sell it, they will directly use it to rob it."

"If you can't even grab ......"

"I'm going to kill my whole family."

"Huh."

"Stupid and bad, that's them!"

Cheng Yanjin was a little stunned when he heard it.

He paused, then waved the messenger to go out and wait.

Wait for the messenger to leave.

Cheng Yanjin frowned and took the letter and looked at it as well.

After reading it, his brow furrowed even tighter.

Lu Heng glanced at him:

"Well, I'm not wrong, am I?"

Cheng Yanjin put down the letter, shook his head and sighed:

"That's right, even if you scold them for blood, it's no problem."

"But that's the rule in your store...... Isn't that a bit too much? ”

"The old man doesn't think there's anything about you teaching the Bolingcui clan a lesson."

"However, what you are doing after all is the business of these families."

"How many ordinary people can spend ten taels or dozens of taels of silver to buy this wine?"

"Sunrise, don't be so reckless."

Lu Heng silently took a sip of tea.

He shook his head lightly and said:

"Who said I was going to do their business?"

"There's no shortage of them."

"Broaden your horizons ......"

"The world is so big, it's not just them who are rich!"